Tracks in the Sand: The Legacy of Those Who Came Before

The Old West didn’t reward hesitation—it honored those who acted with purpose.

In deserts grasp, where silence reigns,

Tracks weave like whispers, etched in plains.

The ghostly trails of those who dared,

Their stories linger, memories shared.

Beneath the sun, the cactus stands,

Holding the secrets of ancient hands.

Each footprint tells of journeys vast,

Of hopes they sowed, and shadows cast.

With rugged grit, they faced the storm,

Chasing the horizon, wild and warm.

Their laughter echoes through sandy veins,

A legacy fierce that still remains.

So as we ride, with hearts so bold,

We honor the lives of those before told.

In every stride and every breath,

We carry their spirit beyond mere death.